I blinked, “Our power and mantels make it so. We’ll explain it all.”

  She shook her head, and then stepped closer, “Mantels?”

  June said, “You’re a goddess. A muse, specifically, and he is our shelter, support, and guiding hand. Also our lover if you so choose. You dance?”

  She nodded, “I do, professionally.”

  I smiled, “Then you’re probably Terpsichore reborn.”

  She shook her head, “Sorry, I’m Lily. This is… amazing, I feel so close to you both already, and I know nothing about you. Lovers?” she looked at me and blushed, then surprised me by saying, “Yes, please,” as she looked directly into my eyes. Damn, she was adorably hot, and I loved her lithe dancer’s body.

  I chuckled, “I like the house, your place?”

  She snorted, “No, I live with my parents. You’re taking me with you, aren’t you?” she blushed, and took a step back both literally and figuratively as she said, “Sit, let’s talk.”

  I said, “That’s our plan, if you’re ready. We live outside of Chicago, but if you want to continue the job that’s no problem, once we teach you how to use your powers you can teleport.”

  She shrugged, “We’ll see. Can I get you a drink?” she asked as June and I sat on the couch, “I have water, coke, and iced tea, I think.”

  “Water,” we both answered.

  She turned and went into the kitchen, her walk flowing and graceful. She came back a moment later with three bottled waters, and she opened her own as she flounced onto the chair across from the couch.

  “I’m really a goddess, and I belong to you because our purpose is connected? I can quit my job, if you’re offering to support me, as long as you take me dancing.”

  I laughed, “Sounds fair. I have a painting exhibit tonight, you’ll be more than welcome to join us. June here is an author, Calliope reborn, to give you an idea. The gods were born in waves every twenty-seven days, and you’re just the second one. There’s one other we have to talk to today, so there’ll be four of us, plus Brenna who’s our advisor, witch, lover, and cook.

  “The only real rule is we don’t use compulsion unless it’s necessary to save a life, directly or indirectly. Also, if you do become my lover, no other men, but you get to enjoy the rest of the house.”

  June said, “Harem. So far that’s me and Brenna, hopefully you, and whoever is next.”

  She bit her lip, “I can agree to that.”

  I explained all the basic powers we all had including the ability to use witchcraft without spell components, then told her, “Your specific powers will be seduction and inspiring the art of dance. I imagine you could inspire a choreographer, or a dancer to come up with new moves, but you also embody that for the world somehow.”

  June interjected, “So far it hasn’t come up for me as a thing, but we’re still figuring things out. We don’t have any offensive powers like Mark does, but witchcraft is extremely versatile, and we have a pretty comprehensive E-book grimoire. At the very least, you need to be wearing a bulletproof charm at all times.”

  She nodded slowly, “This is a lot. I got it all, I think, so far, but it’s especially overwhelming when all I can think about is how Mark owns me. I mean, in a really good way, but in a really freaky way too.”

  I grinned, “June went through the same thing,” June nodded, and I added, “I’ll say the same thing to you, we’ll take it slow and let it happen naturally. I’m not making assumptions. Just hopes, that you’ll join us and come home with us, be a part of our lives.”

  She bit her lip, “I’m already there, Mark, and halfway in your bed,” she blushed, “This is so surreal, but all I want to do right now is mount you, and feel you take me.”

  June giggled, “I felt the same way, and I was not promiscuous in the least before, so it took me time to accept.”

  Lily said, “I’m not either, in fact I’m a bit of cock tease. Not anymore.”

  June smiled, “Cock tease?”

  Lily shrugged, “I’m an exotic dancer, professionally. I get really turned on by heating up all those men and walking away with their money with no happy ending payoff for them. Well, like I said, I used to be. Now… I just want to deliver in spades, but only to you, Mark. I wasn’t a prude either, don’t get me wrong, but I made men work for it and earn it over weeks of dating before I’d even blow them. No one night stands for me. I haven’t dated in a few weeks though.

  “Wow, talk about verbal diarrhea. I’ll stop now.”

  I shook my head, “I want to know everything about you, Lily. I also want to see you dance, but obviously that will wait.”

  I didn’t mean exotically dance for me. I mean, that too, obviously but I’d meant at the party tonight in polite company, I couldn’t wait to take her for a spin on the dancefloor.

  Lily said, “And I really want to dance for you, but if I do, we’ll wind up staining my parent’s couch. I’ll go pack, but I don’t have a lot of dresses, and certainly none that can be worn to a swanky gallery.”

  June smiled, “Brenna will get you set up with the grimoire and charm after we drop you off. Once we get back with our other sister, I’ll take you shopping for a couple of nice dresses for tonight and when we go out. For both of you if you both need them. We just had a pool put in, so don’t forget a bathing suit, and you can wear whatever you want around the house of course. I favor dresses, and so does Brenna.”

  Lily smiled, “You’re a sweetheart, June. Also stunningly beautiful, and so innocent I want to corrupt you.”

  I laughed, “Welcome to my world.”

  Lily giggled, “Give me ten minutes, honey.”

  She winked, got up and headed toward the back of the house.

  June said softly, “She’s amazing.”

  I nodded, “She is.”

  June clarified, “Not just her looks, but she’s adjusting really fast. A lot faster than I did. I bet she’s on your cock before day’s end, sir, and I can’t wait to see it.”

  Maybe. She was a bit confused and overwhelmed, but she was even bolder than June had been. It’d taken June two days to admit she felt like she belonged to me, and it’d been the first full sentence out of Lily’s mouth.

  “Maybe, but we didn’t have anyone to explain things to us, while she has us. She also has the support of another woman in the room, while you were alone with a big strapping stranger.”

  June caressed my leg, “You’re sweet to say it, and have a small point, but you know I’m right.”

  “Still wouldn’t change a single moment.”

  She grinned, “That I believe, sir.”

  “Sexy.”

  She giggled, “I lo…” she trailed off in shock, then blushed furiously.

  I kissed her softly, “I love you too, babe. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to tell you, but your slip…”

  She interrupted me with a deep passionate kiss, then studied my eyes with breathless devotion in her own.

  “I love you too, sir. Do you think she’d mind if I…”

  I cut her off with a kiss and she whimpered into my mouth. Stopping that kiss was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, and from her eyes she wanted me just as badly. Bad timing all around, but I wasn’t the one that slipped and said it first.

  “I’d say so, after the stain the couch comment.”

  She bit her lip, and then snuggled into me with a sigh as I put my arm around her.

  Lily came back out in a pair of short jean shorts barely long enough to just cover her bubbled ass, but it hardly mattered as they were painted on. Her amazingly long legs were bared all the way down to her ankles and the pair of sandals. She also had on a red halter top, and the huge nipple bumps were a big clue she didn’t believe in bras any more than June did. Also, that her nipples were among the largest I’d ever seen. Her extremely light blonde hair was also up in a ponytail, making her even more devastatingly adorable.

  Except, June’s dresses had built in support.

  She also had a large rolling suitcase.

  “Lovely.”

  Lily winked, “I’m totally wearing this for you, and you have no idea how wrong that is.”

  I chuckled, “Sorry, gorgeous.”

  Lily shivered, “I love it though, not a complaint. It feels natural, despite being a radical change of my personality due to these powers. I’m mostly the same though, the same person. I’m just apparently a shameless hussy when it comes to you, honey.”

  June giggled, “You come to love it, and Mark is really worthy of it. He spoils me, and I know he’ll spoil the hell out of you too, if you let him.”

  I quipped, “No pressure.”

  Lily smirked, “See, right there, June. I should be pissed off at the idea of having to share Mark, but it just turns me on more to think of him impaling himself into you. That’s fucked up. Anyway, the luggage is enough for now. I got enough clothes and my personal hygiene and makeup, and once I figure out how to use farseeing and teleport, I’ll collect the rest of my stuff. Also, easy to visit my parents, from anywhere, apparently. Which is really cool. I can’t believe I’m a goddess, this is so messed up.”

  “That’s probably just as well, we’re moving soon, but for the next month there will be five of us in a four-bedroom house. On the good side, we don’t have to sleep, and I only sleep a couple of hours a night for my seer visions.”

  She shrugged, “I’ll put my luggage and clothes in a closet with enough space, and I can crash wherever if I feel like it. Probably in your bed, if I’m being honest with myself. I’m not fussy, give the last room to the other new girl,” she turned to June, “If I fuck him, will it stop?”

  June giggled, “No, but when you get used to it, truly accept it, it’s… wonderful. I’ve never been happier in my life, and that is my main purpose in life.”

  I was a little lost, but it didn’t look like either of them was going to explain it.

  Lily tilted her head, “Huh. Okay, I can see that, but will I still be me? I’m an independent girl.”

  June nodded, “Yes. Except as you said, with him you’ll be a shameless hussy.”

  “Help a poor guy out?” I interjected interrogatively.

  June winked, “Nope, harem girl goddess stuff. No boys allowed.”

  I laughed, “Are we ready?”

  Lily tilted her head, and asked me, “You give up that easy?”

  I nodded easily, “I’m not a controlling man, which is probably a good thing when there’ll be ten in the harem, I’d go crazy trying to keep track or micromanaging. One rule for the house, one rule for being welcome in my bed, and do your best not to break the laws. That’s about it. If she doesn’t want to tell me then I don’t need to know. Plus, women are mysterious, and that’s half the fun.”

  Lily smirked and shook her head, “Maybe you are worthy of it, honey. Okay, let’s go.”

  We stood up, and we teleported back to the house.

  I took the suitcase from her, “I’ll put this upstairs.”

  June said, “My office room, there’s still plenty of room in that closet.”

  The girls went into the kitchen to introduce Lily to Brenna, and to get her witch education started.

  June was still excited about picking up our third goddess, but also over the moon with our declarations of love for the first time. So, she wound up giving me a quick and nasty shock and awe blow job before we left, that drained all the sexual tension right out of me, in just about three minutes, while she came on her own fingertips.

  The loving devotion her eyes, as she milked me dry and swallowed every drop, blew my mind.

  Then we cleaned up and teleported out, but I also made a mental note to devour her ravenously as soon as possible.

  Chapter Two

  The second new goddess was in either an apartment or condo building, I wasn’t quite sure which since I’d just teleported June and I into the common hallway on the eighth floor, right in front of her numbered door. The place looked nice enough, with dark tan walls, a light brown rug, and bright lighting. The building looked well maintained, which honestly suggested it was probably a condo building.

  I rang the doorbell and June let go of my hand and visibly tried to relax.

  “Nervous?”

  She smiled, “And excited. Things have gone well so far, but I’ve been considering all the things that can go wrong since you mentioned it earlier. Like, some people are married by twenty-one, that’s the worst thing I’ve come up with.”

  I scowled at that thought, which made her giggle.

  She caressed my arm with a twinkle in her eyes, as the door opened in front of us.

  Our new goddess was a sexpot. Petitely and lushly ripe came close. Maybe five foot three, and that was with her two inch heel boots, both of which made the huge heart shaped D cups and generously rounded ass give her an exaggerated hourglass body, yet her graceful neck, thin waist, and lovely legs proved she didn’t have excess fat anywhere on her.

  She had light brown hair and hazel eyes with an oval classic noble beauty of face with pink full lips and a petite nose. She was wearing a pair of casual shorts and a tight black sweater shirt that conformed to her upper body like a second skin. A total sexpot beauty in a short package, with perfect light tanned skin.

  She frowned, “My name is Amber,” her voice a little agitated.

  I said carefully, “I’m Mark, and this is June. We’re here to explain…” I trailed off as she turned and walked away.

  She’d left the door open, so we took that as an invitation of sorts and stepped inside and shut the door. The entrance room led into the living room. A decent sized kitchen was directly through a door on the right, and the hallway to the beds and bath was straight ahead.

  She plopped on the couch, looking miserable.

  June said, “Are you okay, Amber?”

  Amber shook her head, then looked at June like studying a bug on the floor.

  “I know it’s all shocking and new, but I feel like I’m missing something?”

  Amber took a shaky breath, “I can’t deal with this. I also don’t have a choice,” she said bitterly, then stood up, “Wait here a minute.”

  She got up and headed into the back.

  We hadn’t exactly been invited to sit down, but I took June’s hand and led her over to the loveseat and sat down. We exchanged a mystified look. The transition couldn’t be easy for any of them, but our new sexpot seemed to be having more trouble than the others.

  Her voice floated down the hallway, “Amber! Not sexpot, asshole.”

  Oh shit. Now why she’d stressed that so hard earlier made sense.

  She said, “Yes, I can read fucking minds, and I’m going to lose mine. June, I’m a comedian, I’m not married, not even engaged, although I do… did have a boyfriend he’s not great loss. I was getting ready to toss him out on his ass anyway, all he was really good for was funny stage material and orgasms, totally worthless otherwise.”

  I shrugged, “It doesn’t mean anything, or I didn’t mean anything bad by it. Men are visual, but those initial judgments based on looks don’t really hold significance. Could you always read minds?”

  She snorted, “Tell yourself whatever you have to in order to believe you’re not a shallow dick and what lets you sleep at night, asshole. No, I haven’t, but I’ve always been extremely sensitive to people around me, it made me a fantastic comedian. June, just stop.”

  June blushed furiously, and I wondered what she was thinking at Amber.

  I said, “I bet Brenna will be able to help. There are spells to protect from mind reading, I’m sure one can be modified to block your own power and give you relief. Plus, we won’t be in a condo building with hundreds of people where we’re going.”

  She said sarcastically, “Amazing, thank you for explaining, asshole. It’s not like that’s why I’m back here packing, or anything. What would I do without your amazing guidance and man brain to help my poor helpless female mind understand the world?”

  Wow, she was an angry sexpot… Amber.

  Speaking of blocking mindreading, I muttered the spell, wondering if I was always such a sexist asshole in my thoughts. I mean, I was a nice guy, who took care of his women and didn’t try to control them. Gave them what they needed. I didn’t look at them like sex objects either, I admired the whole which included their appearance, but until I knew Amber’s mind and personality, her heart, that’s all I knew about her, that she was incredibly beautiful with a sexpot body. That’s why a man’s initial judgment was usually disregarded, even by ourselves.

  She was also angry and kind of bitchy. Okay, no kind of about it, but that could’ve just been her going crazy hearing all the minds around her since she came into her powers. Ever since we were in the pool that morning, which was a little over an hour ago now.

  Point being, I wasn’t going to judge her for it, but that she was striking out at us personally wasn’t exactly a great indication. Maybe I was being too reasonable, but we were kind of stuck with her so giving up on her wasn’t an option.

  I looked down at June, and she looked furious. Which was nice, because I knew it was on my behalf for her last attack and repeatedly calling me an asshole, but also worrying. I’d never seen her so angry before.

  I squeezed her hand, and when her eyes found mine, she took it back to DEFCON two instead of opening the nuclear missile silo doors, which would have to be good enough.

  “Why’d you blush so hard?”

  She shook her head, and said, “Later,” then she also cast the mind protection spell.

  Right, awkward.

  I pulled out my phone, and texted Brenna and Lily, for Lily to make four mind-blocking charms, and to get the initial spells up now. Also to look into how a telepath could block their own power for relief.

  “Did you get the rules?”

  Amber said, “Oh yes, June thought a whole book at me, including how sunlight shines from your every orifice, literally. The only thing that really impressed me was your dick size, so at least you’re not completely worthless.”

  I snickered, because bitchy or not, it was kind of funny.

  June grimaced, shook her head in disgust, but then nodded directly at me, “She has all the important stuff. Rules, powers, quirks. She could also probably control her power if she bothered to accept it and stop fighting it. A goddess shouldn’t have to lock down her own power with witchcraft to stay sane, not even a part of it. We’re catering to her weakness, and it’s just going to drag out the transition. She thinks she’s being strong, but she’s really not. Strong would be accepting her nature and power.”